Ok chapter 3 I hope everyone who is reading my fic enjoys it and even if you don't just post a bloody review. The only person who has bothered to post reviews for both my chapters is owshad. Thank you owshad . Now if you read my fic just post a review if I bother to write the chapters and you read it the least you could do is take a few minutes to review it.
Disclaimer: I still don't own trigun but trust when I do I'll make sure you know. I do own the characters of my own creation though.
Letting go of old memories
As he stands in front of the door he starts feeling around his chest and every few centimeters encounters a different scar each one holding its own memory from his more adventurous days.
By the time the door is answered Vash in tears. He looks up at the man who answered the door and stares at him for a few seconds. Wiping off tears from his eyes and when he is all dry and has stopped sobbing just as the man is about to introduce himself. He breaks out in a crying fit again. The man looks like Owen Wilson except a bit more intellectual and a bit more serious as if he had his younger days and they were behind him now. He still has his long dirty blonde hair but he is showing signs of graying at the roots and the bags under his eyes signify that he is past his prime. The man takes a deep breath and puts his arm around Vash comforting him as he slowly walks Vash into the building.
By the time Vash got himself together he had eaten 4 boxes of donuts and had used of 25 boxes of tissues. Vash stood before the man whom had grudgingly yet willingly bought the donuts and tissue boxes stood before vash and just as he was about to hand Vash the bill for the donuts and tissues...
Vash took off his top to show the scarred remains of his chest. The man takes a deep breath puts the bill in his pocket and pretends to ignore Vash's chest. He looking vash directly in the eyes says "I am Doctor Francis discoverer of cosmetic surgery otherwise known as plastic surgery is there anything I can help you with sir". Vash baffled by the man's calmness in seeing Vash's chest replies "Can you fix my chest." Dr Francis passes out. Several hours later Dr Francis wakes up to Vash's innocent smiling face. Very Professionally Dr Francis gets out of bed puts on his lab coat and says in a calm voice " The procedure that you want me to perform on you is one that ha not been medically certified yet and although very safe may lead to certain side effects such as swelling, loss of nipples and death. Are you sure you want to undertake this procedure." Vash replies sternly "I lost both my nipples 210 years ago and I've died more times than I can remember. I will undertake the procedure."
Dr Francis looks as vash and replies "get a good nights rest we operate tomorrow at dawn and I haven't had time to discover morphine yet.